“Now the troops in your head won’t obey what you say”…

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Life somehow makes sense…
At the bottom of a glass…
Where all inhibition disappears…
And realities blur and crash…
 
Where inner confidence flows…
To be or to say anything…
Given the ability to fly high…
With the illusion of wings…
 
And the chance to become…
Somebody else, just for a while…
As the inner demons take over…
And the sinner begins to smile…
 
Another side of you appears…
One that can only really exist…
In the haze of intoxication…
In the dark valley of the pssst!…
 
Where things are forgotten…
And actions are well hid…
Pretend they didn’t happen…
But who you trying to kid…
 
For each and every moment…
Is recorded by the All Seeing Eye…
To be replayed back to you…
The very moment that you die…
 
In a storm of instant Karma…
As life flashes before you so fast…
The moments you had locked away…
Those skeletons from your past…
 
Paraded before your dying eyes…
And condemning your guilty soul…
Into a state of purgatory…
To purify your Black hole…

But in the heat of the moment…
Who cares what lies ahead…
As the alcohol takes over…
And you become so easily led…

Because everything makes sense…
At the bottom of that glass…
As a darker world reveals itself…
Where planets collide and crash…

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